Chapter 33: Guessed Right, But No Reward

June 9, late at night, heavy rain.

Bean-sized raindrops fell between the cities, filling the sky and covering the earth, as if the heavens were tilting, inspiring awe.

Walking down the street, the werewolf Lao Hei weaved through the crowd when suddenly he sensed someone following him from behind.

With several centuries of combat experience, he instantly analyzed the situation: he had been targeted by a Death Envoy among the vampires.

However, Lao Hei felt no fear at all, because this was all part of the plan.

Last night, a guy approached him, offering the lives of eight Blood Clan Death Envoys as payment, asking him to cooperate in staging a 'hero saves the beauty' scene.

Although Lao Hei inwardly despised this despicable betrayal and clichéd plot, he still agreed without hesitation.

Since the boss Lu Xien faked his death several centuries ago, the Wolf Clan has fractured, and who knows how many have fallen under the blades of the Blood Clan Death Envoys.

Before, considering the bigger picture, he couldn't act, but now such a good opportunity has been delivered to his doorstep, so he naturally won't miss it.

"A yellow-skinned half-breed, easy to recognize; when the time comes, don't kill him—capture him and secretly hand him over to me."

Recalling Kailwen's words from last night in his mind, Lao Hei felt puzzled: when did the Blood Clan also have lowly yellow-skinned folk? Why would Kailwen want to capture him? And why stage a hero-saves-the-beauty scene?

Forget it; overthinking is useless. Anyway, the more decadent the Blood Clan, the better for the Wolf Clan.

Shaking his head, Lao Hei collected his thoughts, walking calmly on the surface while secretly slipping his hands into his sleeves to grip the gun handles.

At this moment, the rain grew heavier, and the ambush point drew nearer.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps……

Although the surrounding cold rain and wind were bitter, Lao Hei's repressed killing intent only grew hotter.

No matter what, for those fallen kin, he must kill these Blood Clan Death Envoys.

As his emotions intensified, Lao Hei's pupils involuntarily began to mutate, shifting from human round pupils to the vertical pupils of beasts.

Finally, the agreed-upon street arrived.

Then!

The Death Banquet begins.

A flash of eager cruelty crossed his eyes; Lao Hei nodded to the werewolf kin scattered in the crowd beside him, then drew his guns and spun to unleash a barrage behind him.

Around six or seven werewolves nearby were also ready, each drawing their guns and turning to fire continuously.

At the street corner, Death Envoy Jiexika had just stepped forward when she instantly sensed a deadly threat approaching from ahead.

With several centuries of combat experience, she reacted instantly, flashing sideways and leaping far away.

However, a teammate beside her failed to react in time, instantly being riddled by a hail of bullets like a storm, collapsing silently.

It is well known that vampires possess extraordinary regenerative ability; five or six bullets cannot harm them at all.

But this time the werewolves' firepower was too fierce; over ten guns fired wildly without restraint, and so many bullets struck her body that even the strongest regeneration couldn't keep up.

Thus, that vampire simply went down.

"Bang bang bang......"

Gunfire exploded in the rain, and the surrounding crowds scattered and fled.

Jiexika, having dodged the bullets, saw a companion die and instantly flew into a rage, baring her fangs and letting out a terrifying hiss as she charged at the werewolves.

The other vampires also wore grim faces, drawing their guns to launch a counterattack.

The two sides became tangled in combat.

Su Qing leaned against the wall, watching the melee, then said:

"Fight first, talk later; if the situation turns bad, we'll retreat."

Selinna, who had long been unable to hold back, nodded, leapt out with both hands gripping her guns, and went all-out in a counterattack.

As expected of an expert who has spent five hundred years killing only werewolves, Selinna is agile and her gunplay precise; in a single exchange, a few bullets sent a werewolf staggering back repeatedly.

Finally, realizing he was outmatched, the werewolf bolted for the darkness.

Seeing this, Selinna hesitated not and gave chase.

On the other side, seeing this, Su Qing hurried to follow.

But before he had taken a few steps, a shapeshifted werewolf locked onto him.

"Howl......"

The werewolf let out a low growl and immediately launched the move 'Evil Dog Pounces on Feces'.

"Bang bang......"

Facing the enemy's flying pounce, Su Qing showed no fear, firing continuously with his gun while sliding to dodge the strike.

Then, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable footing upon landing, he stepped in close, grabbed and drew his right hand from his waist, and a Dog Leg Knife flashed out instantly.

"Pfft!"

The maneuver was completed in an instant; once Su Qing stood firm, the werewolf's head had already hit the ground, silent.

In his perception, this werewolf was stronger and more sensible than the six slaves kept by Talis.

But unfortunately, back then he could dispatch those slaves in just a few moves, let alone now that he has updated his skills.

Sheathing his knife and standing, Su Qing first replenished his ammunition, then, as usual, began to loot the pack.

Unfortunately, werewolves burst their clothes whenever they transform, so they hardly carry anything important on them, often nothing at all.

Thus, after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find even a steel lock.

The first 'Kill-Person Mode Corpse Gold Waist Belt' achievement was not achieved; Su Qing was furious, "Damn, not a single hair, yet you come out to mess around—truly society's scum."

"Howl......" At that moment, a howl came from ahead, and then a figure came flying sideways to land at his feet.

"What is this?" Su Qing looked down and recognized it as Jiexika.

But Jiexika at this moment was in a sorry state: her face pallid and bloodless, her hair messy and tangled, her windcoat torn and ragged, like a gravely ill vagrant.

"Hurry and take me away; up ahead there's a big guy we can't handle...." Jiexika also saw Su Qing, her face lighting up with joy as she struggled to her feet and spoke hurriedly.

Unfortunately, she hadn't finished speaking when a howl cut her off.

Roar……

The voice was low and terrifying, very powerful.

Su Qing's expression changed, he drew his blade and stayed alert, staring fixedly at the werewolf emerging from the darkness ahead.

How should I put it!

This was the first time he had seen such a tall werewolf.

Standing at a height of three meters, with muscular build and veins bulging, especially that pair of oily green eyes filled with a desire for slaughter.

"So, I really guessed right."

Looking at the imposing werewolf before him, Su Qing's mind instantly flashed with several thoughts.

At this moment, he was certain that the bald man they had been tracking was Lu Xien's right-hand man.

All I can say is, this time we really hit the jackpot.

Meanwhile, in his transformed state, Laohei also spotted Su Qing.

All I can say is, the yellow skin is too distinctive.

"This is the yellow-skinned monkey Kailwen talked about." Laohei had the thought cross his mind, but in an instant he tossed it aside; since it was delivered to the door, he might as well catch it first and talk later.

"Troublesome." Su Qing, whose vampire senses were heightened, felt a strong malice from the bald werewolf with just a glance.

And at that moment, Laohei finally made his move.

All that could be seen was his muscles bulging as he leapt forward, launching a straight assault from the front; the move looked simple but was full of violence.